I was sitting at the lights one night at Kevin Street to cross over to cuffe Street. The traffic heading from aungier Street to Wexford Street was the usual gridlock. There was a bloke loitering at the corner at that pub, can't remember what it was called, the granite or marble, something to do with stone. Anyways a car stuck trying to get up Wexford Street banged an illegal right onto Kevin Street and yer man was out light a light, rolling over his bonnet, holding his back on the ground. I seen it all unfold from a front row seat. Yer man is obviously fcuked because an illegal right but this vermin was waiting, knowing some cnut is gonna turn because of the traffic.